☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ this isn't just a scarf, alright? y'know, it also doubles up as a super awesome cape. ❜
lois was waiting for superman -
not a teenage beta with a bad
attitude and a habit of wearing
...
"So— what exactly are we gonna say to Boyd, if we find him?"
Scott pursed his lips, glancing up at the ice rink from where they stood in front of his bike. He hadn't really had a chance to think about that part, not in depth anyway, but it was definitely going to be something along the lines of how awful Derek Hale was. Lois was usually quite good when it came to improvising in situations, and he was hoping that that, alongside her immense and burning hatred for Derek in general, would help them out.
"Everything."
"Everything?" She echoed.
"...yeah."
Lois knew that he was bluffing. Really, Scott hadn't even spared a thought as to where they would start, too held up in the midsts of wanting to stop Boyd. She sighed, "You have no clue, do you?"
He smiled sheepishly, "Not really."
"Luckily for you, McCall, I have a childhood rivalry with this kid." Lois informed as though he wasn't already aware. He always noticed her mild glare whenever Boyd passed them in the halls, which he often returned, and he had seen how she had snatched the keys to the ice rink from him.
"How is that good for me?" Scott asked with a frown, unsure of how or why that was useful. "No— how is that good for any of us?"
